Do What I Can Songtext
von Lil Tjay
Do What I Can Songtext
So mama when I die, please hold it in your heart
It′s love in a world of dark
I'll always be right by your side
And papa, when I leave
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain′t lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler (boom, boom)
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I′m tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?
Thought I′d never change, couldn′t do it
Quarter milli' chains so stupid
But I love my mains and that′s what I claim
Mama told me gangs so stupid
Mama told me gangs so dumb
Mama told me gangs don't work
I got lost in these streets, she was watchin′ me tweak
She get quarter but can't even hurt
God must ain′t want me to die
It's just some real shit that happened, I'm lucky I′m even here rappin′, coulda been in the sky
Shot in my neck and my chest, I weigh 165, even doctors like, "I ain't gon′ lie"
Mighta did shop in Dubai
Dropped out early, don't know pie
Some shit inevitable, but it′s on you to go better you
I ain't tryna hit the nine (yeah)
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain′t lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler (boom)
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler (boom)
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler (doo-doo)
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I′m tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?
Tss, now we bein′ realistic
I know niggas that prolly feel way about niggas
Just thinkin′ 'bout how we done blitzed it
Never get this shit twisted
Nigga run up on me, he gon′ be a statistic
I go back to my own lane and keep pushin' the message like we tryna fix this
They put violence for click-clicks
And suburban kids hypin′ the comments, collect dick
And the part that they dismiss
My story, a Bronx nigga tryna get rich
Ain't gon′ lie, I be loved
Independent, they eyein' the buzz
Rap about it, no lyin', it was
Couldn′t make it here tryna thug
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die ′bout some beef
I ain't lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler
You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" ′cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I′m tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lyin′ to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what′s the plan?
You know, it honestly took me a little while for me to realize what I was doin'
The negative energy, the music we puttin′ out
How it's affectin′ my culture, and even how I live my day-to-day life, you know I'm tryna say? Like
I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and, you know, shittin' on everybody, tryna be tough and gangbangin′ and shit, it′s all stupid
And bein' honest, it did take me some years to realize it
I′m 25 now, and that shit all seem like it's corny
And I apologize for all the negativity I put in the air and misleadin′ to the youth
That came from my behalf
And movin' forward, I′ma do what I can to, you know, better the trenches, better the youth, and shit
Ain't no positive role models right now, especially that come from the places like where I come from and shit
Tss, and I don't want y′all to take me wrong
I don′t want y'all to think I′m sayin' like I ain′t got no real fuck-ups
Like I know I ain't perfect and I did a lotta wrong, you know?
But I gotta acknowledge what′s wrong and what's right
Just tryna do what I can
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in ′em streets, fuck around die ′bout some beef
I ain't lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I′m tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I′m tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam
I look up, so many dyin′, what′s the plan?
It′s love in a world of dark
I'll always be right by your side
And papa, when I leave
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain′t lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler (boom, boom)
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I′m tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?
Thought I′d never change, couldn′t do it
Quarter milli' chains so stupid
But I love my mains and that′s what I claim
Mama told me gangs so stupid
Mama told me gangs so dumb
Mama told me gangs don't work
I got lost in these streets, she was watchin′ me tweak
She get quarter but can't even hurt
God must ain′t want me to die
It's just some real shit that happened, I'm lucky I′m even here rappin′, coulda been in the sky
Shot in my neck and my chest, I weigh 165, even doctors like, "I ain't gon′ lie"
Mighta did shop in Dubai
Dropped out early, don't know pie
Some shit inevitable, but it′s on you to go better you
I ain't tryna hit the nine (yeah)
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die 'bout some beef
I ain′t lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler (boom)
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler (boom)
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler (doo-doo)
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I'm tryna maneuver
I′m tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what's the plan?
Tss, now we bein′ realistic
I know niggas that prolly feel way about niggas
Just thinkin′ 'bout how we done blitzed it
Never get this shit twisted
Nigga run up on me, he gon′ be a statistic
I go back to my own lane and keep pushin' the message like we tryna fix this
They put violence for click-clicks
And suburban kids hypin′ the comments, collect dick
And the part that they dismiss
My story, a Bronx nigga tryna get rich
Ain't gon′ lie, I be loved
Independent, they eyein' the buzz
Rap about it, no lyin', it was
Couldn′t make it here tryna thug
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain′t shit in 'em streets, fuck around die ′bout some beef
I ain't lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler
You gon' look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" ′cause a what is gon′ hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I'm tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I′m tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain't no lyin′ to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin′, had to blam
I look up, so many dyin', what′s the plan?
You know, it honestly took me a little while for me to realize what I was doin'
The negative energy, the music we puttin′ out
How it's affectin′ my culture, and even how I live my day-to-day life, you know I'm tryna say? Like
I feel like the trend to hate your own kind and, you know, shittin' on everybody, tryna be tough and gangbangin′ and shit, it′s all stupid
And bein' honest, it did take me some years to realize it
I′m 25 now, and that shit all seem like it's corny
And I apologize for all the negativity I put in the air and misleadin′ to the youth
That came from my behalf
And movin' forward, I′ma do what I can to, you know, better the trenches, better the youth, and shit
Ain't no positive role models right now, especially that come from the places like where I come from and shit
Tss, and I don't want y′all to take me wrong
I don′t want y'all to think I′m sayin' like I ain′t got no real fuck-ups
Like I know I ain't perfect and I did a lotta wrong, you know?
But I gotta acknowledge what′s wrong and what's right
Just tryna do what I can
Who the fuck told you go be a ooter?
It ain't shit in ′em streets, fuck around die ′bout some beef
I ain't lyin′ bro, find somethin' cooler
Never lie, you get packed as the ruler
In the crib, I′m still clutchin' the ruler
You gon′ look up like, "Fuck this whole shit" 'cause a what is gon' hit when you tryna maneuver
Foreign trucks when I′m tryna maneuver
Bullied up when I′m tryna maneuver
I'm tryna vent to the youth and just tell ′em the truth
Change your life, I ain't tryna lose you
Shit hit deep, I′m tryna do what I can
Y'all know ain′t no lyin' to my fans
Grew up, bullets flyin', had to blam
I look up, so many dyin′, what′s the plan?
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